Mea Culpa

  We walked today, picking fall flowers, dried seed pods and colorful leaves. Chattering like a busy chipmunk, she found pretty rocks in the gravel, drew line after line for us to race from, and marveled at the troops of soldier mushrooms. It was more a meander than a walk, but definitions matter not to […]

The Long Division of Fear

Column 37 Published in the October 18th issue of the Warroad Pioneer My dad saw a moose…a healthy one, here, at The Angle! That statement, by the way, is The Angle’s version of name-dropping or celebrity-sighting. But my little mind is on politics, not moose nor life at The Angle. How can I rest in […]

Nothing ever goes away until it teaches us what we need to know

Column 14 Published in the November 10 Warroad Pioneer   For as much as I’ve written to the contrary, the Angle can’t really be considered all that extreme anymore. We get mail three times a week. FedEx and UPS can deliver a dusty Amazon Fresh package directly to our doorsteps or docks. Electricity has been […]

The World is Too Much With Us

Column 8 Published in the August 11 Warroad Pioneer It occurred to me some time ago, as I watched my two-year old run joyously up and down the grassy ditches of our driveway, that this glacier-smoothed prairie land isn’t flat to her. She has mountains to climb every day, valleys to explore, caverns and arroyos. […]